From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

The Ninth-order Void Beast that the two of them had suppressed had now become enraged. After all, it was a king among its kind; when had it ever suffered such humiliation?

As the giant beast flew into a rage, the battleaxe in its hand began to shed a layer of black rock. As the rock fell away, large swathes of lava began to flow out from the battleaxe.

Following that, the beast swung its arm, and the battleaxe cleaved through the sky. Lava flung from the battleaxe soared over a hundred meters, heating the surrounding air searingly hot, and instantly the previously dim sky turned a deep crimson.

"Brother Fang, let\'s step back!"

Seeing the large expanse of lava dancing in the air, Xu Feng and Fang Renran immediately retreated. The power of the Ninth-order Void Beast was extraordinary, and standing their ground was not a wise choice.

The scalding lava fell into the sea, causing the surrounding sea water to boil instantly, and huge amounts of steam began to surge into the sky, obscuring the giant beast\'s figure.

"What should we do?" Xu Feng looked at the vast expanse of steam and momentarily lost sight of his target.

Although he also possessed Divine Sense, he had reached the Xuanyang Peak Realm solely by consuming elixirs. In terms of Divine Sense, he was still only a Practitioner of the Yingyue Realm, so it was impossible for him to use Divine Sense to detect the Ninth-order Void Beast.

The beast seemed to know this was its chance; it immediately fired its black spikes again, surging towards Fang Renran and Xu Feng, while the battleaxe in its hand again scattered lava, aiming to seal off their retreat.

"Xu Feng, stay close to me!"

Fang Renran yelled out and immediately used the Empty Ming Sword to slice through the weakest part of the black spike swarm, charging towards the giant beast.

Although Fang Renran was only a Practitioner at the Yingyue Realm, his Divine Sense was not comparable to Xu Feng\'s. Moreover, even if his Divine Sense could not detect it, he still had Soul Force to pinpoint the beast\'s location.

"Brother Fang, the enemy is hidden and we are exposed! Rushing in like this, are you insane!?"

Xu Feng, watching the charging Fang Renran, panicked, but after only a brief moment, he quickly caught up with Fang Renran. After all, he had promised to stick with Fang Renran, even if they faced a Twelfth-Order Void Beast.

"Go twenty meters to your left and crush the Talisman paper immediately!" Fang Renran instructed.

"Twenty meters? But there\'s nothing there!" Xu Feng was taken aback.

"Just do it!"

As he spoke, Fang Renran used the Empty Ming Sword to shield himself from the lava falling above, batting it away. But even though he could defend against the lava, he was powerless against the onslaught of black spikes.

A torrent of needle-like black spikes assaulted him like a violent rainstorm, and Fang Renran concentrated his True Qi to protect his vitals. In an instant, his body was riddled with gaping bloody holes, but still, he faced the attack of a massive swarm of black spikes and made his way to the back of the giant beast\'s neck.

This was his best opportunity to kill the giant beast.

Because of the thick fog, the soldiers outside couldn\'t see what was happening inside. He could use the incomparably aggressive Blood Red Scythe without worrying about exposing his identity and giving the likes of Song Mobei a reason to attack him.

"Xu Feng!"

As Fang Renran got into position, he immediately crushed the Talisman paper in his hand, and Xu Feng, hearing his voice, also hastily released the Talisman paper to create an Isolation Formation.

Boom boom...

Two low sounds followed, and two Isolation Formations, each over a hundred meters across, descended from the sky, swiftly encapsulating the giant beast within.

The giant beast sensed the danger and immediately tried to retract its black spikes, but they collided against the Isolation Formation and were bounced off one by one.

"Aooo!"

The beast roared angrily and raised the battleaxe in its hand, slashing towards the Isolation Formation. Without the black spikes sticking to its body, its flesh was quite fragile.

"This is the end."

Fang Renran discarded his Empty Ming Sword and took out a silver sickle from his storage ring.

This sickle was originally a part of Mu Huanqing\'s Spirit Form, but when Fang Renran had no weapon, the sickle itself had chosen to follow him willingly.

Now, the sickle had established a spiritual bond with Fang Renran and was integrated with various Asura Path cultivation techniques. It was no longer a Divine Weapon that could only be driven by immortal qi but had become a Reaper imbued with the Asura Taoist principles\' violent and deathly energies.

"Asura Slaughter Blade!"

Hum—

In an instant, Fang Renran\'s back erupted with a vast sea of blood energy, turning the white fog blood-red, creating an ominous tension that surged in the hearts of the Practitioners outside the fog. Even the beasts outside were trembling slightly.

The overwhelming blood energy gushed into the silver sickle like an insane tide, dyeing it blood-red and carving ancient imprints on the blade\'s edge, continuously emitting an ominous aura.

"Realm of Myriad Martial Supremacy!"

Hum—

With the enhancement of the ultimate martial arts realm, the two-meter sickle in Fang Renran\'s hand instantly split into hundreds of blades. But then, the hundreds of blades merged in a flash, turning into a hundred-meter giant sickle. Even a part of the sickle\'s head peeked out beyond the mist, though those outside couldn\'t guess what weapon it was.

If it weren\'t for the colossal size of the beast, making it difficult to destroy, he wouldn\'t have resorted to this weapon.

"Brother Fang! The Large Formation is about to break!"

On the other side, Xu Feng, seeing a battleaxe about to fall from the sky, tensed up completely. If the Formation broke at this moment, the large group of black spikes outside would blast the two of them into dust instantly.

"Blade Dance!"

The Large Formation could only be maintained for a short time; Fang Renran wasted no time, gripping the handle of the Giant Scythe with both hands as his red True Qi burned to its peak.

In the next instant, the hundred-meter Giant Scythe danced across the beast\'s nape like lightning.

The air around was whipped into a hurricane, the mist surged like ocean waves, and a chaotic dance of bloodlight ensued as the sound of cutting flesh and bones exploded across the sky.

"What\'s going on? Has the Ninth-Order Void Beast mutated?"

The surrounding practitioners, observing the red flashes within the mist, felt an increasingly ominous sensation in their hearts.

"Ran\'er!"

Fang Zheng, just back in the second zone, let go of his current entanglement and charged towards the mist once again.

"This kid is on the battlefield for the first time! Entrusting such a gigantic beast to him was, indeed, too much a stretch!" Mu Tianyuan also hurried over to help. That was his son-in-law; a mishap could leave his granddaughter fatherless.

In the sky, Mu Huanqing, however, appeared quite calm, for she could feel the life force of the Void Beast rapidly decaying.

Song Mobei was the only one whose mood starkly contrasted the others\'. It would be best for Fang Renran to be killed; otherwise, it would be hard to rid himself of this deep-seated hatred and the world would bear another talent greater than him, even threatening his position as an eternal second-best.

"Brother Fang! I can\'t hold out much longer!"

Xu Feng, engulfed by the mist, was exerting all his might to use his Cultivation Technique to stop the battleaxe from destroying the Formation. But after bearing the blunt force from the beast\'s attack, he found himself pinned and immovable, bracing against it to ensure the safety of the Isolation Formation.

Boom!

Suddenly, a roaring sound echoed as if something immense had plunged into the ocean, and the surrounding mist began to dissipate, bringing clarity to the view.

Then, Xu Feng felt the immense battleaxe above his head lose its strength, as if a simple movement could now flick it aside.

"Brother Fang!"

Xu Feng immediately pushed the massive battleaxe away and began to search for Fang Renran in the dissipating mist.

"Ran\'er!"

A gust of wind, like a waterfall, swept by, instantly blowing away the already dispersing mist.

As the mist cleared, the scene in the sky became vivid once more.

Rushing to the scene, Fang Zheng and Mu Tianyuan froze upon witnessing the sight in the sky. Xu Feng, searching for Fang Renran, was even more horror-stricken, his pupils dilating as he stared at Fang Renran, floating midair, his body involuntarily trembling.

The colossal beast that had once floated on the sea was now kneeling in the ocean. Its immense hands were severed by something, its black body behind it slashed to a bloody mess, white spine bones exposed to the air, and its head separated from its neck.

And there in midair, Fang Renran, shrouded in a blood-red aura, held a large black object, utterly still.

His body was riddled with bloody holes, and one of his arms hung by a thread of flesh, looking nearly skeletal. However, his face was expressionless and cold; his scleras were covered in blood, and his eyes flickered with a maniacal killing intent.

Whether it was an illusion or not, behind him, in that sea of blood, countless skeletal figures seemed to be wailing and roaring, sending chills down one\'s spine at a single glance...

The black object he held was none other than the colossal beast\'s head.

Clasping the beast\'s horns with his skeletal arm, he continued to squeeze, seemingly not ready to let go of the head.

In the eyes of the beast\'s severed head, there was no longer the majesty of life; they were wide open, as if it had seen something terrifying before dying.

"Brother... Brother Fang..."

Xu Feng, seeing the blood-riddled Fang Renran, suddenly felt the man was somewhat unfamiliar.

Hearing Xu Feng\'s voice, Fang Renran snapped back to reality, then immediately tossed the beast\'s head into the sea.

He bit down hard, struggling to suppress the raging killing desire within him.

He feared his emotions would spiral out of control due to this frenzied pleasure and that he might revert to the person he was during his time at the Asura Gate, unable to distinguish friend from foe, turning into a murderous lunatic.

However, Qianye had once told him that once his Asura Path cultivation was complete, he would be able to control this desire at will. Clearly, however, he lacked the power to do so now.